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He's a rich kid, a jerk, and a playboy. He's my new boss, and I hate him. But from hatred to... When the car parked, a man got out. He was muscular, dark-haired, with gray eyes. He was wearing a coat, a suit underneath, and... sneakers? Expensive, but damn sneakers! He was carrying a sports bag and walking towards the office entrance, straight towards us. “Do you work here?” He glanced at us with a dissatisfied look. “Yes,” Vika squeaked. “Good morning!” "One more time you're late and you can look for another job. I'm going to make this company work properly, no one is going to slack off here anymore, understand? He shifted his gaze from Vika to me. Your jacket is dirty. If you're a secretary, you have to look the part, always..

Lera: "I was hired to gather compromising information, but in reality, I want to become famous as a scientist. However, my new boss presents me with surprises every day. Who is he—an eccentric rich man or a dangerous patient? And what kind of family is this, where everyone has skeletons in their closet?“ Maxim: ”I used to have everything: a beloved fiancée, friends I thought were real, a successful business... But then my best friend died right before my eyes while saving me, and my girlfriend cheated on me with another friend when I stopped living the high life... I thought I would never return to normal life, but then she appeared in my house..."

- "Don't you play dumb on me, it won't help you! So, you got behind the wheel of someone else's car, fucked up my doll, and I'm just supposed to forgive you? Do I look like an idiot?" the stranger growls. No, you look like an arrogant asshole. So what if I scratched your car a little? - "You can leave me your phone number and I'll reimburse you later," - I cringe, imagining this guy's reaction. - "What do you take me for? No, girl, you'll work it off some other way, if you can't pay. Either you come with me or we call the police." - I don't... - I blush, starting to stammer - I don't sell my body. - "So now you think I’m a pervert?" he snorts angrily. "Honey, you're not my type, so it won't work even if you want to. You'll be my wife. Fictitiously, of course.

- "What else are you good at?" - The tough boss doesn't even look at me. - I also know how to get on people's nerves," - looks like somebody’s finally interested. - You're a good fit for us, but not as a journalist. I want you to ruin my brother's life. I want him to run away from girls like the plague, and I want the thought of marriage to petrify him, make him panic. Can you handle it? When I agreed to this adventure, I didn't even realize that instead of tormenting the poor guy, I would marry this quiet man. Yes, I messed up, and now I will never see my fee, but... why should I complain - I hit the jackpot anyway. And I'm ready to share with you the story of my crazy love! Fun, sensual and emotional!

I could never stop loving him. My family happiness ended suddenly, my beloved disappeared without me knowing that he was going to become a father. His last message had been eating me from the inside for five years, and now he's come back. But I don't want to let him into my life anymore. To protect myself from my ex, I'll have to accept the offer of another man who is influential and cares about me. But it turns out that it's not easy to kiss someone you don't love when your heart is stubbornly drawn to the one who broke it…

Just as my life was getting better, and my heart was finally being put back together in pieces, I met the man who had broken it so cruelly. It was because of him that I once swore I would never fall in love again. But fate doesn't like the word "never," so it made me choose to break my vow. A former first love? Or an arrogant, insufferable stubborn man who somehow decided that I should fall at his feet? The sequel to The Moment Before Love.

- "Well, hello, Avrora. Or should I call you Avrosia?" the gray eyes flashed with a threat. Who knew that the stranger with whom I almost ended up in bed yesterday and then ran away was my new boss. I got this job on a whim, but now this cool guy will definitely do everything to throw me out of his office tomorrow, because men don't like it when girls break them. - "Maybe you'll give me a chance to prove my indispensability," I proudly shake my head, trying not to think about how I wanted to kiss him and he wouldn't let me. - "Girl, there is no such thing as irreplaceable," Vlad comes closer, hypnotizing me with his charisma, "I'll give you nine circles of hell, and you'll be begging me to let you escape again." - "We'll see about that," you can rest assured, handsome...

Promising millionaire Alex Zalisky gets into one predicament after another until he ends up at a suburban hotel and restaurant complex that he has long wanted to buy. But when he arrives, he finds himself homeless, and the kind owner offers him a job as a waiter. Of course, he would have laughed hysterically at such a tempting offer before, but now, unrecognised by anyone, he agrees. The eyes of the stubborn owner of the complex, Margo, who drove him crazy a year ago, played a significant role in this decision. This is the story of Alex Zalisky, Max's brother from ‘The Marriage Contract’. The books can be read separately, they are independent.

Valentina feels she’s running out of time to be happy and achieve her dreams. After studying a degree in Argentina that led to no job opportunities, she decides to move for a summer to the Uruguayan coast, hoping to find the chance that will “pull her out of the hole,” fully aware that her time is limited. She has recently discovered something decisive at twenty-three… She’s holding on to a single possibility named Sebastián Vélez, a rising young millionaire who might become either the cause of all her troubles or the hope of the hottest summer of her life… As long as he doesn’t uncover Valentina’s best-kept secret. All rights reserved 2403057242269-2024. Luis Avila

Psychologist Dana finds herself in the same house as a man whom everyone thinks is a crazy criminal. Frightening the girl, he begs her for help. Dana has no choice, and now she will have to deal with the terrible family secrets of her kidnapper and... struggle with unexpected conflicting feelings towards him.

That’s exactly what nurse Anya did—without a second thought about the trials and danger waiting ahead. “Help me.” His voice cuts straight to the bone. “Call the police?” “The police won’t help. Get me out of here!” “Get you out?” “Are you kidding? How?!” My words sound hollow even to me. Before the echo of my voice fades, I scan the room in panic, searching for a way out. What do we have? A pile of medical equipment, a wheelchair—and my hospital pass that opens every door. Not bad. “Damn it!” I realize that tomorrow I’ll be unemployed. But my hands are already helping him into the wheelchair. “No matter what happens—stay quiet. You owe me.” I roll the wheelchair into the empty corridor. All we need is to slip unnoticed to the service elevator. And we’re saved.

"I fell for this girl like a curse. No matter what I do, no matter how many girls I hook up with, I still can't forget my best friend's little sister. I have a reputation for being a bully, and that's why this proud beauty torments me with ignorance, which only pushes me to make her mine. I'm too excited to back down, too in love to refuse..." "Every time I see this cheerful, relaxed, handsome guy, something strange happens to me. I am wildly angry with him for kissing other people and at the same time I dream of being the only one for him. I love him and hate him, punish him and don't let him go, hoping that one day he will change for me..."

Daniil Olshansky is an unearthly attractive, daring, self-confident thief of women's peace. And I definitely shouldn't look in his direction for two reasons. First, why would I want to go through such trouble? Second, men like him don't fall for gray mice. I am invisible to him. I was... - "Shall we dance?" A charming, killer smile is dazzling me. - "You and me?" I stare at him in disbelief. "You have a charity event? - "Ruslana, don't piss me off. You won't like me when I'm angry and irritated," his gray eyes are frozen with steel stubbornness. - "I don't like you anyway," I shrug. God, why am I lying, I'm not good at lying at all! - "It’s not like I’m offering you my heart. I just promised your aunt that I would pay you some attention," he brazenly puts his arm around my waist.

- "What could a uni star possibly want from me? Why the hell are you picking on me?" - I hiss, glancing at his group of “chosen ones”. He doesn't want to be seen with me either. - "I know your worst secret, Yuki. I know who's paying for your education," - Dean enjoys my reaction. I close my eyes so that he doesn't see my horror, but I can't help my shaking hands. "So let's play a game, redhead. I say something and you do it. You want me to keep quiet, don't you?" - "You won't succeed," I burn him with a hateful look, licking the dry lips he's been staring at. "I've learned something about you, too. About you and your stepmother" - I've never seen people turn pale so quickly. This perfect asshole had it coming. - "Well, rich kid, seems like we’re playing by my rules now, huh?"

He thought he knew everything about women. With just one look, he could lure a pretty girl into the bedroom. An insanely charismatic, self-confident seducer. A covetous and choosy narcissist, or at least he was, until he met her - Vasylyna, his blue-eyed femme fatale, who turned his world upside down. Will the American rich man be able to find the key to the Ukrainian beauty's heart and win the three-wish bet? Or does he secretly dream of losing at first sight?

I was very wrong to think that I knew everything about love. No, I just had to learn the power of these feelings, burn to the ground, be reborn and meet Him. He destroyed my world, changed my life, made me fight and keep believing. We hate and love each other equally. We have had many troubles, trials, and short moments of happiness. But I hope that one day love will win. Just help me stay strong, just stay somewhere out there and I will find you. Because without you, this universe will lose all meaning…

- "I don't know how to be your wife," I whisper, not taking my eyes off his beckoning gaze. - "Only you can do it," he replies just as quietly, and the vibration of his voice makes my heart start whirling in a wild waltz. - "By asking me to marry you, do you mean... bed?" the stupidity of my question only emphasizes my excitement. - Yes, Varya. I meant a real marriage, to share sorrows, joys and love together," Jan's breathing becomes labored, his eyes darken. It seems as if the room is spinning slowly, or the law of gravity is breaking down. - "What if... I don't want to rush into... sex?" I wrap my arms around his neck. I don't know what's happening to me, my love for him is very strange, with its own quirks. - Marry me, and I'll wait as long as it takes. Shall we take the risk together?

“You again?” he asks, unhappy. “What part of my words did you not understand?” "I have just one question for you. Tell me where Elena is!" - What? - Ruslan seemed to be surprised. - Who are you? - Kira. Elena's younger sister. I want to know where she is. - Kira?" Ruslan doesn't seem to believe me. He looks me up and down and stops at my face. “You don't look like that kid with the freckles on her nose.” “I was fifteen then,” I snort. "I want to find my sister. You're my last hope. My parents don't tell me anything about her. They don't want to remember at all. The last thing I remember before I flew to America was that she went to you.“ ”You really don't know anything?“ Ruslan's anger gives way to surprise. ”No,“ I shake my head, ”Elena died eight years ago.

You need to have talent to piss people off like that! A bold, unbearable, master of ironic quips, a king and a god in his company and... my husband. A fake one. And no one must know that we are not real spouses. We signed a contract for a whole year. I don't know how I could have agreed to that! I accepted his challenge in a fit of excitement, and now I have to pretend to be his loving lapdog for several reasons that are important to him... But it's not that simple. It seems that this devil is starting to fall in love with me. What am I supposed to do now? Reciprocate my boss's feelings or run away to the ends of the earth?

- "Nastya, let's continue the deal and you can stay with me and our child. You can be my wife for as long as you want," he stares at me with his intense gaze. A man I will never be able to fully understand. His enemies claim that Circassian has no heart. This is not true. He is bossy, demanding, sometimes bloody unbearable, feared and respected, but I was allowed to see him differently. It's so unfair, he made me fall in love with him, assured me that our feelings are mutual, and for some reason, everything is still decided not by our desires, but by the terms of the agreement. I want to shout: "What do you want?" But instead, swallowing back tears, I'm going to do something he doesn't expect me to do. I have to find out if my husband is really ready to do anything for me…